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Chapter 60 You're still carrying Liang Jiang's portrait!

The firecrackers were so loud that they drowned out the child's cries.

Fang Chengxu was following behind General Tong, toasting the guests. The servants dared not approach and reported back to Tong Zhao'er.

Tong Zhao'er was instantly furious. It was just as she hated; guests were coming and going, and the two of them were blocking the entrance, making themselves a laughingstock.

Therefore, he had to go out and deal with the two of them himself. By the time he arrived at the door, the child was already crying so hard that his face had turned blue.

Grandma Fang and Fang Yuan were still arguing arrogantly with the guards at the door.

The smoke from the exploding firecrackers made Grandma Fang cough.

Seeing the child in this state, Tong Zhao'er was immediately filled with heartache. She stepped forward, took the child, and launched into a tirade against Old Madam Fang and Fang Yuan.

"I told you that there are too many people at the General's Mansion today, and the child has caught a cold. I told you not to bring the child here, but why didn't you listen?"

"Is this my fault? Isn't it because the people in the General's Mansion were blind and suddenly lit firecrackers, scaring the child?" Old Mrs. Fang immediately tried to shirk responsibility.

Tong Zhao'er's head was about to explode: "The doctor said that the child is not healthy and cannot get cold or frightened! She must not be made to cry incessantly! Are you deliberately trying to harm her?"

Fang Yuan immediately retorted, "Sister-in-law, how can you say that? If it weren't for your family members abusing their power and refusing to let us in, how could this have happened..."

Before she could finish speaking, Tong Zhao'er, both angry and anxious, swung her arm and slapped her across the face!

"Still dare to talk back? Who let you come? You want to see the world but don't you know your own limitations? You're like clowns, always thinking you're something special. Who's going to use you as bait?"

When Grandma Fang saw that Tong Zhao'er had actually hit her daughter and said such nasty things, she immediately became furious.

“No matter how bad we are, we are still Fang Chengxu’s mother and sister! How can his own mother not be present when he gets married and holds a banquet?”
Your general's mansion is incompetent and looks down on us, so we won't fawn over you! But how could you hit someone, and with such cruelty!

Everyone, please be the judge! Is this how things are done? They're living the high life here, while I'm stuck at home sick and taking care of the kids.

Her commotion immediately drew the attention of onlookers, who began speculating about the identity of Old Mrs. Fang.

Tong Zhao'er was furious. Holding the child in one arm, she pushed her with the other: "If you want to make a scene, go back to your Fang family. Don't embarrass yourself in my General's Mansion!"

Caught off guard, Grandma Fang was pushed by Tong Zhao'er and stumbled, falling to the ground. She immediately became enraged, yelling and screaming at the top of her lungs.

"What did we do wrong? I'm your mother-in-law, and I'm so old, yet I'm being humiliated and pushed around by you. Chengxu, your mother and your sister have been beaten!"

The old lady had a loud voice, and many coachmen and servants who were waiting outside the mansion for tea gathered around to watch the commotion and gossip.

Old Mrs. Fang came to the door today deliberately to cause trouble. She has been living under someone else's roof and at their beck and call for a long time, putting up with Tong Zhao'er for a long time.

Today, in front of all the guests of her General's Mansion, she will let everyone judge and see if they dare to look down on her again.
So she scolded him, her voice rising and falling, her eyes brimming with tears.

“I’m the child’s own grandmother too. How could I not be heartbroken when something happens to the child? You just started hitting and scolding him without saying a word. What kind of daughter-in-law does that?”

Some guests were whispering among themselves.

"They already had children? That wasn't mentioned earlier."

"Is there even a question? Counting the days, the child was conceived before the son-in-law went to Xiliang. It's a shotgun wedding, right?"

"No wonder there was no word about their wedding, and they kept the child a secret. It's obvious there must have been something shady going on."

Upon hearing the commotion, Madam Tong came out to check the situation. She stepped forward and ordered someone to help Old Madam Fang up, then sternly rebuked her, "The child is the priority. We can talk about this later!"

Seeing that things were going well, Old Madam Fang shut up. Madam Tong turned to Tong Zhao'er and said, "It's not good for the child to keep crying like this. We just happened to invite Director Zhang from the Imperial Hospital to our residence for a banquet today, so let him take a look at the child."

Tong Zhao'er was both angry and annoyed. The baby in her arms was crying weakly and its body was starting to convulse. She was so anxious that she was at her wit's end.

Upon hearing what Madam Fang said, he no longer cared about saving face and turned to run back into the mansion.

Upon seeing Fang Chengxu from afar, tears streamed down her face.

With a sob in her voice, she said, "Chengxu, please save the child quickly."

Fang Chengxu, still holding a wine glass, hurriedly stepped forward to check on the child: "What's wrong with the child?"

"Your mother and sister insisted on bringing her to the mansion. She was frightened by the firecrackers and cried incessantly, her body even started to convulse. My mother said, 'Isn't Zhang, the head of the Imperial Medical Academy, right here?'"

Upon hearing the commotion, Dean Zhang immediately stepped forward, checked on the child, and looked troubled.

“Your daughter’s condition is rather troublesome. I heard that Renhetang is now selling heart medicine, which may be effective for her condition.”

Grandma Fang, who was following behind, suddenly realized: "That's right, Liang Jiang saved the child once with the heart-saving pill. Fang Yuan, hurry back to the mansion to get it."

After being reminded by the academy director, Fang Chengxu suddenly remembered and said to Tong Zhao'er, "Liang Jiang is in Shangjing. I'll go find her; perhaps she can help."

Just as he was about to turn around, Tong Zhao'er grabbed him.

Tong Zhao'er glared at him angrily and asked in a low voice, "How did you know Liang Jiang was in Shangjing?"

Fang Chengxu was anxious: "I'll explain when I get back in a bit."

"The head of the Imperial Medical Academy is right here. Could Liang Jiang's medical skills possibly surpass those of the head of the academy? Are you in a hurry to save your child, or are you going to see Liang Jiang?"

Fang Chengxu frowned: "This is utterly absurd! The child is in danger right now, and you still have the leisure to make trouble like this!"

"Who's being unreasonable?" Tong Zhao'er tried to lower her voice: "Do you think I don't know that you and Liang Jiang are still entangled?"

In front of many guests, Fang Chengxu didn't know how to explain, so he could only suppress his temper and coax, "I haven't seen her since I left the capital. Who told you this nonsense?"

Madam Tong also hurriedly advised, "Zhao'er, don't be so suspicious. What kind of behavior is this in front of so many guests?"

Tong Zhao'er was so angry that she almost lost her mind. She pulled out a piece of paper from her pocket and angrily threw it at Fang Chengxu's face.

Finally unable to control her emotions, she said, "This is what I found in the clothes he changed out of yesterday. He hasn't forgotten that woman at all; he even carries her portrait with him."

I didn't want him to lose face, so I didn't immediately lash out, but he only made things worse. The child is so sick, and he still hasn't stopped going to see that woman!

Her outburst immediately drew the attention of the guests at the table.

Madam Tong picked up the paper, looked at it, and then questioned Fang Chengxu: "You really should give Zhao'er an explanation."

Even a clay figure has some temper, and Fang Chengxu's anger was rising as Tong Zhao'er actually slapped herself in the face in front of so many guests.

“This portrait doesn’t depict Liang Jiang at all.”

"Who else could it be but her? She looks exactly like her!"

(End of this chapter)